Don’t Go Down The Mine, Dad.

Don’t go down the mine, Dad,
Was the little one’s plea?
Don’t go down the mine, Dad,
For I have had a dream, Dad,
Which could make you leave me.
The father he didn’t listen,
When to his work he trod,
And whilst waiting for the mine lift,
He remembered what was said.

Don’t go down the mine, Dad,
He remembered his son’s plea.
Don’t go down the mine, Dad,
He returned to home, to see,
His little lad’s eyes light up,
To see his Dad was well.
For he had heard of the fire,
That took his Dad’s mates to hell.
Don’t go down the mine, Dad,
Or you’ll be dead as well.


© Nick Rigazzi-Tarling 17/07/2009 15:18

Taken from the song ‘Don’t Go Down The Mine, Dad’
by Robert Donnely and Will Gedes